My little black angel as years roll by I want you to fly with wings held high I want you to live by the justice code I want you to burn down freedom'
and a sworded hip The woodland trees that stand together They stand to him each one a friend Many enemies bring much honour... And when the burning
the sure remains the same Will success fail me? Will it make me free? What they tell me I should want? Is it what I need? Hey mom, hey dad The story went Round the burning
pal good as died And I sat down in gasoline alley and I cried Well we were in at the kill again on the milwaukee mile And in june up in michigan we
good as died And I sat down in Gasoline Alley and I cried Well we were in at the kill again on the Milwaukee Mile And in June up in Michigan we were
sword still remain imperial Before I blast the mic, rza scratch off the serial We reign all year round from june to june While niggaz bite immediately
teacherA's stick To shoot streetlamps with my slingshot Smoke cigarettes and get sick Steal apples in September Fight shadows in green June Or just sit and smell the burning
first love alcohol and concert hall consume the poison June alcohol and concert hall consume that poison June alcohol and concert hall consume that poison June
warm the night Watch it slowly die Burning embers sigh Oooh, the reflection in her eyes Makes the moonlit skies An island paradise Oooh, until June
June, June And I hate that tomorrow's too soon But this collision, came mid bloom Better built to resume I'll see you August, see you June I'm building
) You trying to keep up with Mr. Jones While Mr. Jones is trying to keep with Mr. Roam (uhh) [Chorus] - 2X [Mr. Roam] Uhh, uhh, Yo, uhh uhh You burn
you and me. Well you?re the color of a burning brook, You?re the color of a sideways look from an undercover cop in a comic book You?re the color of a storm in June
Shuffling through the autumn afternoon And the autumn leaves reminded him Another summer's come and gone He had a long, lonely night ahead waiting for June
the Dutchie upon the leff hand side Pass the Dutchie upon the left hand side Pass the Dutchie upon the left hand side .It a gonna burn give me music
[Lyrics : RMS Hreidmarr / June 1999] Je suis celui que tu ecoutais dans l'ombre de minuit lui dont la pensee chuchotait a ton ame lui dont tu devinais
She lets go on the radio Well, we never had a lot of cash But we loved those kids Some say that she missed the boat But she just burned the bridge
Got me flusted, now the whole world looks dusted I'm in the area with the skill that never rusted For real, nigga, touch it and you burn When will motherfuckers
June Red the rose, red the rose Skin pale as the light of the moon Gently as she goes Eyes blue as the sea and the sky Water flows, water flows Heart burning